please lord let this be real

Amelia (Part 1 of 3)

MASTERLIST | Part 2

Pairing: Lin-Manuel x Reader

Summary: You technically met Amy first.

Note: Untitled Garbage Mystery Fic is no longer Untitled or a Mystery!

Okay, so this was initially gonna be a small thing and then it kinda got away from me so it’s a slightly less small thing? I basically needed to write something that wasn’t academic for once in my life and then this happened (with a great deal of help from @fragmentofmymind who is the greatest and listens to me every time I hit a metaphorical writing speed bump)

It’s far from the best thing I’ve ever written but I’ve had fun in this universe so far (and hope you do too). Thanks for being patient with me, my dudes. I LOVE YOU LOTS.

Word Count: 11,336 (shout out to slow burn lmao)


There’s a quiet power in wielding a camera, a strength in the ability to either capture the world in its purest truth or manipulate it into something brand new. You had learned this at a young age, stealing your grandmother’s Polaroid camera and discovering how different the image you could create would look in different types of light and more or less motion, even if you didn’t fully understand why it worked the way that it did.

It became a part of you, filling your heart with a curiosity for telling stories through images. The photo you caught of your mother as she laughed quietly to herself in the kitchen, a snapshot of your best friend right at the moment she caught you taking it, a poorly framed photo you accidentally took of yourself while trying to change the roll of film.

It was all magical to you, and it never really stopped feeling like you’d tricked the universe into allowing such beauty to exist every time you snapped a one-of-a-kind photograph.

A camera is built out of complicated technology. The mechanics of focus and aperture, f-stops and shutter speed were more than science and math to you–they were your doorway into a new world, the look of which you got to decide.

Your hands felt most comfortable when stabilizing a camera, your eye most at home behind a viewfinder, your fingers their most graceful as you pulled focus to a new subject–

“Are you even listening to me?”

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anonymous asked:

Shipping sebaciel is wrong u should delete ur page

Greetings! As Lord Phantomhive is quite busy today dealing with people who actually know how to spell, I, Sebastian Michaelis, will have the pleasure of attending to your polite statement.

Originally posted by kinbari14

Firstly, I would highly encourage you learnt to read properly. See, the ask box is actually named: ‘Ask us anything’, and what you sent to us was a statement, an order even, but not a question. Think about that the next time.

Well, to start off, I will talk about the era my young master and I live in, called the Victorian era because of the queen that is currently ruling over England, Queen Victoria. Lord Phantomhive is known to have been born in 1875, and is of 13 years of age, which means the current year is 1888. Yes, there are minor inconsistencies for the sake of the plot such as phones, chainsaws and semiautomatic weapons, but the architecture, the clothes and general behaviour correspond to the Victorian era.

Now, Mr. or Miss. 'I’m so brave that I won’t say my name’, allow me to present the following situation: you are watching a movie set in an era where being homosexual was punishable by death. This movie talks about two men who engage in a secret relationship despite both knowing they could be hanged.

You, as the respectful, open-minded person that you undoubtedly are, go on the Internet and post the following: 'OMG, this movie was so homophobic I literally vomited. It showed gay people having to hide their sexuality! Being homosexual isn’t something you should hide, and it’s what this movie is trying to show, that gay people should hide or they are going to be killed!’ Is it reasonable to do so? Clearly that wasn’t the message the director was trying to get across. As you can see, the setting plays a very important part in this.

Originally posted by scarecroe

So, even though the arguments you provided were pretty solid and you clearly humiliated us with your logic, facts and wide variety of ideas, please allow a humble butler to give his opinion on the subject.

If you check the age of consent in England (where my young master and I live) at the time (1888), you can perfectly see that it is 13 years old. What a coincidence! Lord Phantomhive is 13 years old! Oh, so I guess that if my young master wanted to engage in a consensual relationship with an older man, he would be able to, without it being considered as pedophiliac, right? And furthermore, it also means that you should stick your nose in other matters more important than a harmless ship between two fictional characters, wouldn’t you agree with me? Being informed is a beautiful thing indeed, you should try it sometime.

Friendly reminder that this is the Internet, and people who ship my young master and I are in no way doing harm to anyone at all. If you manage to find one real life case where there has been a pedofiliac relationship caused by someone shipping Lord Phantomhive with me, then I promise you I will close this blog. Not hypothetical cases, you have to bring me cold, hard proof that someone has been hurt physically or psychologically because of the Sebaciel ship.

Why not just let everyone do as they please as long as they’re not harming anyone? Is your life really that boring that you feel the need to censor every little thing that you dislike? If you do not like the fact that my master and I fuck nearly every night except when Grell decides to rudely drop by or Bard sets the kitchen on fire, then please switch to another blog or just come with actual arguments.

Originally posted by samisoffthewall

Well, my darling anon, this has been quite pleasant. Feel free to drop by again, that would be just lovely! Just one more thing, in the future, when you decide to confront the Phantomhive butler, just remember we at the manor are experts at roasting, and I may be a lowly butler, but you, my dear, just got served.

Originally posted by erwonmyheart

anonymous asked:

I love the someonecares story! The interactions between Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan just hit me right in the feels! I'd like to put in a request to continue hitting me in the feels with more of that.

“And with this act, the rank of Knight is given to you, Obi-Wan Kenobi, may you be a guiding light for justice and peace from this moment on.” Qui-Gon offered softly as he cut through the copper braid, his smile threatening to cover his entire face as Obi-Wan stared solemly back at him, only the glittering mischievousness in his eyes giving away his honest emotions as the coil dropped into his hand.

“Thank you Master Jinn, for guiding me on my path.” The now knight offered formally before pressing the braid into his hand, giving him a small smile as he did. “And with this I gift you the evidence of my path.”

Qui-Gon clenched his hand around the cord even as Obi-Wan turned to the council to bow to them, accepting the validation of his rank.

This was something he hadn’t gotten last time, Obi-Wan’s braid.

He was almost dizzy at the thought even as he couldn’t stop smiling, resting a hand on the others shoulder.

“Stay together a bit you two will have to, personally requested by the Supreme Chancellor Master Qui-Gon has been. Send another team with him we can not, go with him you will knight Kenobi.” Yoda chuckled. “Mind it I do not think you will?”

Obi-Wan smiled a bit and shook his head. “No Master, I don’t mind.”

Qui-Gon chuckled quietly, listening to Mace summarize the Naboo mission. ‘Now it really begins…’ So much plotting and planning, so much careful grooming of Obi-Wan to make sure he was healthy, both physically and mentally…so much guidance and sneaking around!

It made an old man feel young.

Stepping out of the council room Obi-Wan only gave into his glee after the doors shut, giving a delighted laugh and throwing his arms around Qui-Gon. “I did it! You did it! I’m a knight!” The delighted twenty five year old beamed at him.

“Indeed! I told you you were ready.” Qui-Gon chuckled, petting his hair.

“I can’t wait to tell Anakin. Can we stop by the creche before we leave for the mission?” Obi-Wan questioned hopefully.

“Of course, lets go see your future padawan.”

Getting Anakin and Shmi off Tatooine had been crucial. Four years old and Anakin fit right into the creche, Shmi safe on Alderaan from what Qui-Gon knew.

And of course the little blond had wandered right into Obi-Wan’s path and utterly charmed the other.

‘Where there’s a Kenobi, there is a Skywalker…’ Qui-Gon smiled as Obi-Wan was bouncing on his heels. His Obi-Wan.

His student.

Not the old lonely man on Tatooine, the one who had everything he ever cared ripped from his hands.

A fresh twenty five year old knight.

Qui-Gon reached out a rested his hand on the others shoulder, squeezing gently. “Obi-Wan, I am very proud of you.” He offered softly to the younger man, the redhead looking at him quickly before beaming at the soft look on the others face.

“Thank you master. You know, I don’t know what would have happened if you hadn’t taken me in. I’m so glad you did.” He gave the others shoulder an affectionate headbutt.

‘I do. And I dislike myself for doing that to you my dearest student.’ Qui-Gon didn’t voice that, smiling instead as he squeezed again. “Oh I don’t know, you and Feemor gang up on me so often I may have to leave you behind now that you’re a knight. Lord knows you two ganged up on me when you were a reverent padawan.” He teased.

Obi-Wan just laughed.

It was warm and open, full of good humor and not a trace of the sadness that once rested in his heart. No doubt about his place of belonging in Qui-Gon’s life or the set of skills he had been taught that served the him in his missions for the Order.

‘It starts for real now. Please let it not be the beginning of the end. Let it be the beginning of another golden age…’ Qui-Gon thought as he kept his hand on the others shoulder, the coil of a braid in his other. ‘Let me see this future become golden…’

He closed his eyes and turned his thoughts to the future, the Order, Feemor and Obi-Wan, letting himself hope that with Anakin far removed from Palpatine’s influence…

‘I haven’t asked for much Force. I have a new chance that you granted me, to not mess up with those I cared for…but I ask that I don’t see the beginning of the end once again. Let me see my knights thrive. Let me see them prosper and win…’

()()()

Qui-Gon’s body hits the floor of of the Theed powerplant as his lightsaber rolls from powerless fingers.

The sith prepares a killing blow but its intercepted by the cry of a fully fledged Jedi knight, Obi-Wan like a blaze of Light as he meets the dark and fights Maul away from his former master with the ferocity that he’s been taught to use in duels.

Qui-Gon can do nothing but watch.

And feel pride.

Whatever his own fate becomes today, he sees the knight he created, the steady creature of the Order who will one day win against the darkness. Through his comm he hears Feemor asking for details though he should be focusing on helping the pilots with the droid ships.

And yet…yet…

Qui-Gon almost laughed.

He sees the knights he has created, sees the bridges he has mended in this life and knows that if the Force decides to take him today, he left behind a better legacy. A better impression. A less broken man.

And then Obi-Wan is there, green eyes alive with the Force and worry as he turns Qui-Gon over on his back to get a good look, the banked fire that is Obi-Wan no longer hidden away.

“Obi-Wan…” He chuckled, seeing the black shape resting on the floor behind them. ‘Alive…alive but not dead…’ Obi-Wan has fought Maul to a stop and knocked him out, restrained him.

“Shut up old man and let me work.” Its a snarled, hurried sentence as fingers lightly brush his almost severed right arm from the shoulder down before brushing the wound in his lower stomach.

“Proud.” Qui-Gon offered, reaching up to the pale cheek.

“Yes well be proud of me in the morning Qui-Gon. I’m not giving you to the Force just yet old man.”

Light consumes him, distinctly flavored with Obi-Wan’s raw determination and when Qui-Gon opens his eyes the next time its to meet Feemor’s distinctly unimpressed face as he looks between him and Obi-Wan resting in a medical bed in what Qui-Gon assumes is still Naboo.

“Hi.” He rasps.

“Yes hello to you too Master. Honestly, you two.” Feemor threw his hands in the air before dropping them down and sighing, sitting on the bedside. “Well, at least I get to torment you a few more years.”

Qui-Gon chuckled weakly at that then looked to the other bed, Obi-Wan curled up on his side towards Qui-Gon. “What?” He let himself use single syllabuses as he knew Feemor would understand what he was asking.

“Fool knight poured so much into you he passed out, he just needs rest. You guys were lucky I came when I did or the Sith would have escaped with both of you passed out.” Feemor offered before the older of the two former padawans nodded to the Master’s bandaged arm. “Couldn’t fully fix you though, you may never have full mobility of that arm and the medics were talking about you perhaps needing a cane unless the healers back at the temple can do something more.”

Qui-Gon hummed at that, looking at his bandaged arms before gratefully accepting the broken up pieces of ice chips Feemor offered him to suck on.

“So no more active field duty huh.” He sighed, lifting a hand to the bandages.

“Well…”

“You don’t have to lie to me Feemor.” Qui-Gon chuckled before smirking at him. “Who knows, I could end up on the council now to make life more difficult for them since I won’t be a field agent.” He waggled his eyebrows at the blond.

“They won’t know what hit them.” A drowsy voice offered and Qui-Gon looked over to the other bed, smiling when he saw green eyes opened to a silver to peer at them both.

“And neither will you if you don’t go back to sleep.”

“Mmmn, fine.” Obi-Wan closed his eyes again under the watchful gazes of his linage brother and former master.

“Well, at least he’s not snoring.” Feemor peacefully feed Qui-Gon another ice chip.

creepy-skull-arts  asked:

And a one shot. *whispers* Please. *squish* About Thomas and Anxiety. *squeeze* A sweet one in which Anxy saves Thomas' life with a panic.*cuddle* °q° And sweet confessions.

Ships: Platonic!! ThomasxVirgil (as in „you know that I need you and you’re important to me“)


Virgil is scared of thunder and lightning in this one by the way. (Edge Lord not so Edgy anymore) Also there’s a road accident mentioned, just in case that might trigger someone, I want to let you know.

Also they are able to touch each other

I’m not sure about actually writing a real existing person so uh..sorry if this is bad.

also @sabriel-fanboy-83 Imma tag you here in case this interests you

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„I’ll be right back!“

Thomas stood in the hallway, putting on his shoes and a jacket, ready to go out to get some groceries.

„Thomas“, Anxiety popped up behind him, hands pushed into the pockets of his hoodie,“maybe you shouldn’t go outside. Just look at the weather, it’s awful. It’s raining and storming and ugh, anything could happen. We just had a hurricane going ‘round here not that long ago, don’t you remember? I don’t like the weather.“

„Nhaw, Virge, it’ll be okay. Just a little drive down to the store and that’s it. It won’t take long!“

With pulled up shoulders, Virgil kept looking at him, the look on his face looking more worried.

„You seriously even want to drive? Do you know how easily you could get off the road? Or someone else could and you could get involved.  I’m just saying that-“

Before he could finish his sentence, a loud growl of thunder came from outside of the house, lightning following shortly after. Virgil flinched, hoodie pulled closer to himself and shivering.

„Just please-“, he started to panic. The thought of Thomas going out at a weather like this just…was awful to him.

His voice was shaking, sounding like it could break like sugar glass anytime.

Again a loud growl.

By now Virgil was sitting on the ground, legs pulled close to himself, the hood pulled down in his face.

Thomas stopped, putting his jacket and shoes away again, sitting down next to him and putting one arm around him.
„It’s okay, sssh okay okay. I’ll stay here, okay? I’ll stay until the weather is better again. I don’t want you to worry.“

He hugged him, pulling him closer and brushing his hand over his back.

„It’s just-
I don’t want you to get hurt and I’m worried because the weather is so bad and you’re so important to so many people me included and-“, Virgil stopped again, pulling his shoulders up, pushing closer to Thomas as the weather outside got even worse.

Thomas got slowly up, picking Virgil up and kissing his cheek softly.

„It’s alright buddy, you’re important to me too. We both know that I need you.“

A few minutes later they sat on the couch together, cuddled up close to each other and sharing snacks, the TV running in the background.

„See,“ Virgil said, more calm again and looking at the news,“that’s the street you would have had to drive down to get the groceries. Now look at that chaos because of that truck. That could have get you killed, I told you it’s a stupid idea.“

Thomas chuckled, kissing his cheek again and nodding.
„You panicking saved me, thanks buddy. I really need you more than you know.“





Roman stood in the doorframe, smiling as he looked over at them, watching them cuddled up and slowly dozing off.
It was nice to see them like this, really sweet, actually.

FFXV D&D AU

Noctis

  • plays a chaotic evil rogue tiefling
  • the player that never reads the handbook
  • always loses his damn character sheets, is never prepared. Memorizes his stats and writes them over every time or looks at pictures of his sheet on his phone.
  • constantly is rolling natural 20s or either a critical 1s for everything, Ignis suspects his dice are rigged and so he gives him another set but he still rolls nat 20s and 1s. What the fuck.
  • Is a major treasure hunter, wants to collect all the rare weapons!!
  • Falls asleep until it’s his turn for initiative, but always manages to fuck shit up and get the job done.
  • Generally means well, he never does anything to intentionally hurt the party or cause a major inconvenience. He just wants to have a good time and a laugh with his friends. 
  • Teasingly heckles Ignis a lot to rile him up, acts like a backseat DM. 
  • ALWAYS the one drawing sneakily drawing dicks on the world map and on Ignis’s paperwork, blames poor Gladio for it. 
  • Sneaks in inside-jokes from the latest session into his daily life.
  • Finds Gladio one day at the citadel and goes up to him with a look on his face and whispers,
  • “Giant swamp leech gives you the succ.”
  • Gladio.exe has stopped working.
  • don’t be Noctis.

Ignis

  • the Dungeon Master™; guys he isn’t Ignis anymore, he only responds to people calling him as the Dungeon Master™.
  • follows the handbook religiously, got any questions? Too bad read the handbook, loser.
  • gets really disappointed when the group skips over any puzzles he’s made. He worked so hard on that goddamn it!
  • this poor dm is, so, so, tired of all the bullshit and heckling. 
  • takes a BIG shot of coffee every time major shit is about to go down.
  • threatens everyone by making them randomly roll dice for unexpected perception checks 
  • “oh how unfortunate, you rolled a critical 1… you forget how to open your eyes as you suddenly get mauled by a wild bear. Roll for initiative.” 
  • plays a lawful neutral High Elf wizard in another campaign with Lunafreya, Ardyn, and Ravus. 
  • Paints his own player pieces and builds detailed environments. Gets pissed whenever he finds dicks drawn on everything. Who’s been drawing dicks?! On my dragons??!

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Where is Elizabeth?

I’ve read the translations made by @dorky-kawa (thank you!!) and one thing made me think (well, actually everything in this chapter is making me think, questioning about how things are going to change now, our!Ciel’s real name is *please, Yana-san, let his name be Astre*, why Sebastian has not booked a flight to join Merlin in Hawaii yet, etc… ok, enough XD), but Paula’s words about Elizabeth’s fate are… mh… hinting something, in my opinion.


Well, I have the feeling that in this chapter we have seen the beginning of a convergence. Everyone (Soma and Sieglinde, Violet *who basically has almost confessed that Lord Sirius is the real Ciel Phantomhive*, Edward *and in few moments Abberline and the Midfords too*, the servants) is going to know that “Ciel Phantomhive” is actually his twin brother and the real Ciel is back. 

It’s basically confirmed that Elizabeth knows the truth, thanks to Paula’s words. I really like the fact that she was with her Oujou-sama all the time, and she has reassured Edward (and us) about Elizabeth’s status (she is safe). But then, she added “ she…went to the place where she should be” and “if your most precious thing was suddenly destroyed/damaged one day, what would you do?”. These two sentences made me think about the fact that Lizzie probably has understood the truth and she is trying to protect the boy she loves the most (our Ciel), even if this means staying by real Ciel’s side (at least for now). That’s why I am really expecting her to be at the manor (we haven’t seen nor Tanaka nor her, but while Tanaka will be the person who will explain everything to the servants, perhaps telling “I knew that the bocchan we’ve been serving for three years was the younger twin all the time”, Lizzie could be there because the place where she should be is the manor, is beside her beloved (our Ciel). I don’t think that Lizzie is holding a grudge against our Ciel, I think more that after the shock of the surprise, she has known who real Ciel is now (I am not talking about him being a BD or something similar, but more, his cunning side) and she has realized that the only way for her to protect our Ciel (who eventually she has fallen in love with, despite his lies) is to stay by real Ciel’s side. What if he has blackmailed her? After all, it is sure that Lizzie is the person our Ciel treasures the most, in his way, so it would be easy for real Ciel to hurt both of them (in the subtle art of the Phantomhives) by claiming Elizabeth for him. 

So, in my opinion, we can calmly sit on our sofas, waiting for chapters full of plot twists. After all, the Sirius’ door has been opened just now!

Almost the First Step-A sequel

Originally posted by wonderlandgirlforever

A sequel to “The Happiest man in the Seven Kingdoms” with Podrick Payne.

I finally decided to write a part two and I hope you like it. Sorry if there are any mistakes. Please tell me what you think and whether I should make this a mini series or something. I just get so inspired by how amazing and sweet a creature Podrick is that I want to see and read more and more of him. Enjoy!

It was Valerie who first sought for his attention. Of course, Podrick has been looking at her from his place all evening and now had to act surprised when the beauty of a girl approached him. After they had seperates their ways at the entrance of the wedding hall, Podrick has taken his place as lord Tyrion’s squire and Valerie has went to the Tyrell’s table. He never lost sight of her. He watched as she was talking with the rest of her family, laughing beside Loras and occasionally leaning against his shoulder while he was whispering something in her ear. They were very close, Podrick noticed. He couldn’t help but smile while watching them and he soon realised that Loras was the only member of her family whom she truly liked. He couldn’t help but feel a little jealous of him for being able to be so close to her. So, when Valerie finally excused herself and went around to chat with other people, Podrick was once again able to see the way she was so distanced with other people. Whether she was talking to the mother queen or to some of the lords she always kept her cold smile on that could have fooled anyone but him that she liked them. She had more than once confided to him that she hated most of the posh people for never revealing their true selves. He could almost feel her pain while pretending to be someone else as well. For once, Podrick was happy he got to be at least true to himself. He didn’t have to please all the kingdom, he just had to pour lots of wine to lord Tyrion.

“You look particularly displeased, m'lady.” Podrick noted once she had made her way to him.

“Food’s awful and also this stupid lady Jemma wouldn’t shut up about her three children and especially her eldest son. As if I care about some Gansey of who-knows-where.” She scoffed and he almost smiled at how sincere she was at that very moment. He knew that Gansey guy had no chance with her.

“I believe that your cousin is delighted, though. ” his eyes pointed to where Margeary was receiving wedding presents and smiling brightly.

Valerie sighed.

“One could never be sure with her. She’s always been good at hiding her emotions. ”

“But, m'lady, isn’t that what you are all good at? ” He knew he was going too far. He knew a squire wasn’t supposed to ask these kinds of questions, but she just looked at him with a strange expression, instead of telling him off.

“I’ve noticed it, lady Valerie. You can’t really fool me. ”

She blinked a couple of times and then just smiled sadly.

“I knew you are just that good, Podrick. You see, I hate it. ”

“I know. ” He knew because of the way her brows slightly rose as if in disbelief while talking to someone she found extremely unfriendly. He didn’t tell her that, though.

“But that way at least I get to learn who the real people are. Even if I’m not real to them.”

“You seem quite real to me, m'lady. At least right now. ”

She blushed. He almost couldn’t believe his eyes.

“Thank you, Pod. I believe this is the nicest thing anyone could have said to me. ” She gave him a wide smile which he returned.

“Anyways, I should probably get going. My sister is going to start complaining again. ” she said and rolled her eyes.

“She wouldn’t be pleased to see you talking to lord Tyrion’s squire in public. ” Podrick tried to not let his pain be too obvious. He somehow managed to keep it cool.

“I don’t really care about that, for everyone she could even consider talking to are people with so much gold they could lend some to the Iron Bank. They are not real people, Pod. Maybe their fathers or grandfathers were, but now the sons are just spoiled bastards. ”

“I know that very well, m'lady. I’ve grown up among so many of them, being almost one of them. ”

“You now understand, Pod, why I don’t really care for my sister’s opinion, or anyone’s opinion for that matter. I won’t let them rule my life.”

Podrick couldn’t be prouder with her.

“It’s a real pleasure to know such a strong woman as yourself, lady Valerie. You fill me up with hope. ”

“I’m just what I have to be, Pod. But thank you for letting me be me with you. I am the one who’s happy to know you. ”

“I’m flattered, m'lady. ” He really was. He was so happy she believed him enough to tell him all of this. He didn’t know how he had gained her trust and for him it was the best thing that has ever happened to him. To hold something so precious in his hands as her faith was something he found himself incapable of doing, and yet he seized every opportunity to show her how deeply grateful he was.

She then retired to her seat and he felt his heart sink a little. It was that hard for him to let her go. For the first time in his life he truly wanted to be someone else. He wanted to have enough money and power to be in her league. He knew he could make her as happy as she deserved to be, if only he was a high born. He knew she deserved the best and he was ready to give it to her, only to watch her smile and enjoy herself. God, how he wished he could do all that. And yet, here he was, watching her once again leave and wishing he could grab her hand and spin her around to meet his lips.

“I see you eyeing my cousin.” Podrick nearly jumped in surprise whilst hearing Loras’ voice in his ear. He quickly blushed and looked down, in hopes that the ground could somehow swallow him.

“It’s not the cleverest thing, you know.” Loras was still talking quietly in his ear, while his hand was resting on his shoulder in a friendly manner. Podrick swallowed.

“I assure you, m'lord, I would never lay a finger on her. ”

She was just then stopped by that stupid lady Jemma, and this time a a sound boy with nice dark hair and way too pale skin was with her. Gansey, Podrick assumed bitterly.

“I wouldn’t ever advise you otherwise, Podrick, is it? ” Podrick nodded quickly.

“But you know better than to believe a guy who everyone is rumouring to be messing around with other guys. ” Loras gave him a pat on the shoulder. At that time Valerie was already making a small chat with Gansey and Jemma nodding politely and slowly making her way to her table.

“But what are you trying to say, sir?” Podrick was utterly confused.

“What I’m trying to say is that me and you, of all people, seem to know what an absolute sweetie she is. We know what she deserves. ”

“Not me” Podrick thought.

“And if what she deserves is a shy little squire to make her happy, let be it. It is up to you to find a way to make it happen, though. ”

Podrick gaped. He was expecting a rather different conversation.

“I don’t know what to say, sir. We all know that it’s impossible. ”

Loras sighed as if he was forced to talk with a complete idiot.

“We do and yet we don’t. There is a war coming, everyone knows it and thing like position in the hierarchy won’t matter any more. I suggest you make your move before then. ” with that he squeesed his shoulder and quickly left.

Podrick now realised that the King was calling a toast and everyone had went to their place in order to hear what he was saying. He couldn’t care less for it, though. His gaze was fixed on the dark haired beaty before him. She was standing tall at the end of the table and was watching ahead of her with that same semi-disgusted expression. She seems quite relieved that her awkward conversation with Gansey had ended as she now let herself relax a little.

Their gazes suddenly met as she decided that the Kind was too much of a bore to watch. She quickly smiled at him,revealing her white teeth and he felt at ease once again. Valerie’s hand shifted as she put it beside her and caught his gaze. He was again looking at her figure, which he didn’t allow himself to do all evening. It had been hard for him and he finally let his eyes roam through the curves that could be seen under her tight olive green dress. The same one she was dressed in earlier that day when she tool his breath away as he first laid eyes on it. It hugged her so perfectly, he didn’t believe she wore any underwear. At this thought he felt himself blushing and quickly looked down, trying to catch his breath and not let his thoughts roam any further. If only he could lift that green piece if clothing up her leg and find out just what she was hiding under it, to feel her warm breath as she hitched for air as he was letting his skilled fingers work her up to her high… No, he couldn’t let himself think of all this now. Maybe he could relive himself of all this frustration later that evening, when he finally got to his chambers. For now, he just had to ignore his lingering desire for that Tyrell girl who had him wrapped around her finger.

When he finally looked up again, he was surprised to see her still looking at him. She was barely holding back a gasp and she was biting her lip.

Podrick realized that she had seen him eyeing her up and then become frustrated about it. And now that lip… As if she was doing that on purpose, that tight and not at all revealing enough dress and now this. He didn’t know how much self-control he had left.

But then someone shouted and the mother queen cried out and prince Joffrey fell dead in her lap. Before Podrick knew it, lady Valerie Tyrell and her family were escorted to a safer place while he had to go and help lord Tyrion.

-So, Gunther, it looks like you and your brother simply will not stay your asses at home lately, and I keep finding your homework in the litterboxes. You two better keep your grades up because I have made important cat adoption plans for the minute you leave for college!

-Aw dad, pretending to be a responsible father is cute but you can relax, we’re definitely gonna study today! I mean it’s Sunday morning, what else are we gonna do? Hit the clubs?

We arrive at the Lulu Lounge! Loving that red carpet, Jojo this is the place for you.

-Ugh I know, I feel so at home.

Well you do look great, especially next to our car!

Do you guys remember Komei’s boxing thing that he has thankfully stopped doing? I think that apart from the jaw, Jojo has also inherited those faulty genetics, because all he wants to do at any given moment is play this stupid punching game. Not only is it annoying as fuck but pretty disturbing as well. I’m talking Anastasia Steele teas.

-Punch me Gunther! Punch me like you mean it!

Ugh freak. Time to hit something else.. the dancefloor!

Panic! At The Disco.

-MY HAIR, MY BEAUTIFUL DARCY HAIR! I WISH MOM HAD MORNING-AFTER-PILLED YOU

Thank god the tension is quickly overcome with some inappropriate brotherly dancing!

-Nice, now knee me in the testicles, Gunther!

JFC. Jojo really, I’m not judging, but this is a legacy not the fucking Story of O. Let’s at least find someone who is not a blood relation to beat you up? 

Like blondie here, look he’s cute and he wants to dance with you!

-UGH gross, not only is he age appropriate but I don’t even see a ring on that finger! Hard pass. OMG. IT’S HIM. HE’S HERE.

What? No, that’s impossible, there is no fucking way-

WELL FUCK ME I GUESS. WHAT THE FUCK. STEPHEN WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE ON A SUNDAY MORNING

-Sunday morning, time to cut loose, am I right?

NO YOU’RE NOT. GO HOME TO YOUR FAMILY I’M TRYING TO CURE JOJO OF THIS OBSESSION. GET OUT BEFORE HE COMES OVER

………………………………….fucking jfc I’m so done. Jojo I hate you.

-Well well well… Following me now, Stephen? Oh how the tables have turned..

-What? Do I know you?

-Haha that’s funny. So this is how you wanna play this then? Alright. Yes, I am a complete stranger..

-Oh wait, you’re that legacy freak that keeps spying on my family, aren’t you?

-That’s right I am. Does that turn you on?

-WHAT. NO IT DOES NOT WHAT THE FUCK

-You can stop playing hard to get, you have me already..

-I’M GETTING A RESTRAINING ORDER AS SOON AS I LEARN YOUR NAME

-Well he can say what he wants but he did buy me a drink..

NO HE DIDN’T HE LEFT AND YOU STOLE HIS DRINK

-I fail to see the difference. 

OF COURSE YOU DO. Let’s gtfo before you get arrested.

We go to Rodney’s Hideout to literally hide out. Gunther runs into Ruskie and things immediately escalate..

..while Jojo finally has one solitary bolt with someone and it’s Craig here, who is very cute and also..

A NERD. We have struck gold! Jojo don’t fuck this up istg.

-I can’t believe I’m saying this to someone who is not my mother but.. I don’t hate you.

-Oh my!

The very definition of different speeds. But it doesn’t matter, we’re getting there, just keep up the non disturbing conversation about hats, Jo!

-So you see, Craig, just as Napoleon thought the battle was his, he sees a sea of Prussian spiked helmets, or pickelhaubes, approaching-

-Actually, the Prussian military did not adopt the pickelhaube until 1842, it’s a common misconception aided by representations of the battle of Waterloo in modern media..

Oh dear god we’re gonna be here all night.

Even Mrs Crumplebottom doesn’t care enough to interrupt this lameness. 

-I don’t know when I’ll be able to go on a date with you, Craig, as I don’t subscribe to the arbitrary concept of ‘time’.. 

Ok you know what, NO. Get up.

There we fucking go. WAS THAT SO HARD

-You are pretty attractive even though your clothes are. ridiculous.

LMAO take a look in the mirror lately Jo? Whatever, Craig likes you for some unfathomable reason so let’s do this already.

If you’re wondering what Gunther was doing during this time, it was watching his harem smustle. He had 2 bolts with Ivy but Ruskie wouldn’t gtfo so we’re getting to Ivy later. As if we’d let her escape!

Busting a move worked like a charm on Craig, legit god knows why. Craig you’re a fucking weirdo. 

-I can’t help it, he looks so cool!

Is cool the right word for it? Is it really?

Fucking oedipal istg. STOP TALKING ABOUT YOUR MOM AND MAKE A MOVE YOU’RE EXHAUSTING

-Honestly, my dear, far be it from me to criticize my mother in any way, but I really don’t know what she was thinking marrying Komei!

Yea let us guess who you would prefer she marry instead.. Gee that’s a tough one.

Yes, there we go, we’re so close Jojo! Please don’t say anything creepy and scare him away, please ❤ Who knows how long it will be till we find someone else who likes you, probably never LETS BE REAL

-I really wasn’t expecting this to happen with someone so unmarried and so not middle-aged such as yourself.. And dressed in this delinquent manner.. I mean are you wearing an actual necklace, good lord.. Now that I think about it this may have been a mistake..

NOP, NOP, I’M DONE, TOO LATE FOR THAT SHIT NOW JO. PREPARE FOR IMPACT

YAAAAS. I forgot to turn the special camera off like a moron but whatever! Get it Jo, fucking finally. 

AW. Fuck Jojo looking rough in this pic, can’t believe Craig went for you tbh. THANK YOUR LUCKY STARS

As soon as the first kiss is over this is what Craig hits us with:

Very promising. Jfc Jojo wtf did you do to him?

-NOTHING! I was a perfect gentleman, I even whispered in his ear that I’ll see him again when he’s married!

Oh yea, that’s what everyone wants to hear! Whatever, our work here is done, let’s go home. Gunther is so tired from being a slut he’s ready to pass out.

….

……………….

…………………………..

………………………………….

I wanna grab both your shoulders and shake, baby,
snap out of it,
I get the feeling I left it too late, but baby,
snap out of it,
if that watch don’t continue to swing or the fat lady fancies having a sing,
I’ll be here waiting ever so patiently for you to
snap. out. of. it.
  ♪ 💔

Part 16 - Nightmare

Caution/Note : this chapter is very disturbing and different from the previous chapters I wrote based on my own experience. 

You may choose not to read. You’ve been warned.


It happen 3 years ago. Kinda in the same timeline after Cyrus. I remember it was drizzling outside my house while I was desperately looking for fun. Well the blame was on me, I was way too young and naive.

Desperately wishing the water would come out clean faster than usual in the bathroom while waiting for replies on Grindr. And here comes the notification that leads me to a place where now I wish I wasn’t there.

As desperate for sex as I could. I replied him saying :

Me : Yes. Fun tonight 

He’s a Chinese in his early 30′s , Spiky hair, average height, chubby. We exchanged numbers and sent him my address. It was still drizzling outside as I gotten into his car. We talked in the car as he drives to a Motel quite far away from my place.

Waze : You’ve arrived at your destination.


Chill wind blowing at me when I got out from the car. As we walk into the motel checking in, I noticed there were quite a few stalls of Mamak (Food Store) across the street, I was looking outside the street while he was checking in, out of a sudden I had a mixed feeling, paying very little attention of what I felt at that point of time with my eyes busy observing the people by the street as he interrupted me with a pat on my shoulder : 

Jack : Lets go (pats on my shoulder)

Taking the lift up to the 3rd floor. The hallway was paint red with deemed lights gave me an eerie feeling. Telling myself : 

Me : (”This is nothing right, its just fun. Nothing weird”) (trying to calm myself)

As I step foot in the motel room, I was wide-awake as if someone just slap me at my face giving me a wake up call.

                                         “What am I doing here?” 

                                          “Where the hell am I ?”

            “No its just fun. You need to calm the fuck down”


Still amidst of denying what I felt. He was already kissing me before I knew what happen. That moment I stop overthinking and just go with it. Forcing myself to shut my eyes and just feel his lips on mine, his hands were touching my body all over, from the back to my nipples, slowly under my pants touching my hole. Leaning me towards the bed and took off my shirt, he was kissing me all over my body. Licking my neck , my nipples, as he took off my pants and undies revealing my cock which was not erected. He stroke it with hands and manage to get it semi-hard as he puts in into his mouth sucking it.

We switched position as I was sucking his dick. For the very first time I actually felt disgusted and didn’t enjoy sex at all. The feeling that I was trying to deny was getting stronger and stronger as I suck his dick with 0 passion driven.

                                           “I don’t want this”


but I have to finish this quick so I could just go home already. I initiated by putting the condom on his dick and lube myself, riding him as badly as I want him to cum fast and with my eyes closed because I can’t bare to see this anymore. Until I smelled something very distracting that make me opened my eyes. Seeing him holding a small glass bottle of liquid sucking up the smell with his nose while he was joy in a weird way, I was literally freaking out inside

                                      “What the fuck is that?” 


We switched to military position as he fucks me I felt awful and pain. Wishing he would just cum and end this already.  His sweat were dripping all over and panting saying : 

Jack : Ha…Ha…(panting) have you been fuck for more than 3-4 times a night?

Me : Ahh..(Fake moaning) No

Jack : Well I’m gonna fuck you the whole night tonight haha.


It gave me chills when he said that. As if he meant it. It was my fault for stepping in this room and I’m scared. As I continue fake moaning wishing he would just cum already, his hands reaches for that small glass of bottle with liquid and violently forcing me to smell it even tho my hands were pushing it away.

Jack : Just smell it , its nothing (forcing me to suck the smell of the liquid)

Me : I dont want to ! (pushing it away but failed, I was so helpless) 


The smell was terrible and it made me felt dizzy, there were a little dripping left on my face its in the form of oil but I swear it smell awful. Someone finally heard my prayers as he let out a moan and cummed in the condom.

He walked off to hit the shower and I was covered in cold sweat on the bed feeling so misery for the first time. I packed all my stuff into the bag and thinking hell lots of plans to leave this room. As I was packing my stuff, my curiousity hits me saying :

                 “Do I want to check what he has in his bag ?”


Unzipping his bag carefully I saw a few bottles of that liquid and some sex toys. Sound of the tap water running from the shower room, trying very hard to keep this shit together and not panic. I initiated a conversation while he’s in the bathroom.

Me : Hey. Wanna grab something to eat down stair later ? 

Jack : Sure I am hungry.


YES. All I could think of was dining in at a place and I can walk off saying I want to get something from the 7-11 or any convenient store. As he got out from the shower room, I try to avoid any eye contact and just cool my head with cold water flowing on me. Wipe myself dry with a towel and get dress up in a fast pace wishing just to leave. Just when i was about to opened the door 

Jack : Why do you wanna bring your bag along ? 

Me : Oh I don’t feel comfortable leaving my belongings here. (excuse)


I could feel my palm sweating, hoping that he didn’t sense anything fishy. As I step foot outside the motel. In a sigh of relieve, I could finally breathe in fresh air. On our way walking to Pappa Rich (a restaurant), I can’t believe it with my eyes. There ain’t a single convenient store that I saw. Fuck. And I cant think of any excuses to leave !

As we sat in. I only ordered a drink and still looking around thinking :

                                        “What now ?”

Jack : You not eating ?

Me : Er ya. Just feeling like drinking something cold.

As the waiter brought his food to the table, I quickly borrow this chance since he will be busy eating as a distraction.

Me : I need to go to the toilet.

Jack : Ok.

Slowly removing myself from the chair, my sweaty palms were reaching for my bag. Hoping he don’t see me taking it with me to the toilet. I don’t know if he did or didn’t saw it but I went to the toilet anyway. It stinks and I just hate myself so much right now in this position. In the cubicle I cautiously open the door because I don’t know if he would see me by the time I leave the toilet. But I cant see clearly because I was just in panic.

                                    “Screw it. Just run” 

And I did. Leaving the restaurant from another door. Slowly picking up my phase and I was running fast. Real fast. I didn’t know where I was I didn’t know where to go but I just want to stay as far as I could from him and the motel. It was still drizzling outside and I couldn’t care less. My legs did not stop even if I am dead tired. Terrified by what I felt I look at my watch, Fuck its almost 12 am where do I flag a taxi at this time ?!

Standing by the traffic praying to see a red or yellow taxi could pass by and even when the world is covered in darkness there is light. I saw a taxi driving towards the junction. My hopes was all up and wishing I could just take a ride home already ! 

                            “oh fuck. It was taken fuck !”

Still in panic, I took out my phone and called my bff wishing he would pick up his phone in this ungodly hour and expected he didn’t pick up !

As I saw another taxi driving towards I was praying real hard to whoever is up there please just let me go home !

                    “oh dear lord. the taxi driver is a women

I had a bad feeling about it by the time she drove near me. It was stilling raining and I was in fear and wet. the traffic lights turn red as she stops. and I was pointing at the empty backseats hoping she would let me hop on. 

                  She waved a ‘No’ gesture to me, declining. 

And for the first time my heart sank so deep that my tears could rush out any moment. My phone started ringing non-stop and god knows who is calling. I sincerely put my fingers together in a please gesture. She scroll down her car windows and said : 

Taxi Lady : Duduk kat mana ? (Where do you stay?)

Me : ‘Told her my address’ Dekat je kak (Its nearby only please)

As the lights turn green.

Taxi Lady : Masuk la (Just get in) 

Words couldn’t express how grateful I felt the moment I sat in the car. Sure it was cold and shivering, mentally damaged, terrified and my phone couldn’t stop ringing. But I told myself.

                “I’m going to be alright. I’m coming home”

While I was gonna blocked his number he sent horrifying messages to me.

“Where are you”

             “Dont runaway”                               “You cant hide from me”

I stopped myself from reading it and deleted all of it and blocked his number. And my phone rang again. How is it possible ? 

But turns out it was my bff. I picked up the call.

The moment I heard his vocie throught the phone. My tears was flowing down.


bff : Are you ok ?

Me : Fuck you…why didn’t you pick up just now (Crying already)

bff : I was at work bitch. Are you crying ? What happen. 

Me : Its 12 am and you’re still working ? (Erk kinda out of topic)

bff : Where are you now ?

Me : I had a terrible fun. I’m on my way home now. 

bff : See I told you to be careful. (still wanna nag me)

Me : call you when I’m home safe. 


As the car stopped in front of my house. The taxi meter was about RM12 I took out a RM20 note and hand to her saying my most sincere 

                             “Thank you, keep the change”

Carefully unlocking the doors so that I don’t wake my parents up at this hour. Took my towel, removed my clothes and turn on the heater. 

I’ve never hate myself so much. Like so so much. Scrubbing my skin where he touches and removing the smell from every inch of my body. 

As the shower tap was flowing water ; my eyes was too. 

Out of a sudden, I felt nauseated and immediately held on to the toilet bowl and vomit , gag so badly that it hurts inside. I was so pathetic.


Well my point of writing this story is just to share that not all my encounters are perfectly godly good sex or hot af sex. I had some pretty bad times too, I just chose not to write it. Thinking back of this incident really make me wanna yell at myself. 


Be safe everybody. xo

anonymous asked:

Tater TFA Prowl!

looks: somewhat attractive | eh | not really my type | pretty | handsome | beautiful | stud | gorgeous | SWEET LORD MERCY JESUS CAN FAN ME HIMSELF

can you relate to this character on a personal level?: no | not really | somewhat | yes | they are me

would you date/be friends with this character in real life if they were real?: total bros | friends | best friends | date | become their steady boyfriend/ girlfriend | neither | i don’t know

I LOVE TFA PROWL. LIKE. AUG HE’S SO GREAT. I find myself to align with Prowl’s morals and enthusiasm for nature. Also if I could I would totally date Prowl. like FUCK!!! I’m just scared that HE WON’T LIKE ME!!!

let me ride the motorcycle please

-tatertit

neptuneium  asked:

Oh gahd. 37 for Masamune please please please

Of course! Hope you like it!^^

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37. “You should know, if you come any closer, I’m never letting you go again.”

They had a fight again. But this fight wasn’t like any other fight, it was a fight that broke the ties the two of them held. She now returned home after packing her things and Masamune could still see the tears that swam down her soft cheeks. He felt so guilty for everything, blaming himself for her leave as he sat in his chamber silently. As much as he wanted to run after her and bring her back, a part of him had a feeling she wouldn’t want to see him.

Meanwhile in Kyoto, she forced out a smile as she fed her restaurant again. But her soul was filled with agony as her heart ached. She longed to be with Masamune again but because she had already left him, would he still want her?

“I have broken ties with Lord Masamune,” she had told her mother when she got back. Those words created a misery within her although she kept it all in. Her mother and Yahiko knew but they didn’t pressed as she wasn’t in the mood of explaining things.

It had already been two days since she had left him but the distance was tearing her heart. Every night she would cry of wanting to be with her Lord again but a part of her felt like it was all over. I’ll get over it, someday. She had tried to convince herself on those nights but even she knew that would take a very long time.

That afternoon, she was sweeping her restaurant after a busy morning when the thought of Masamune came back to her.

“Argh…!” An angry sigh escaped her mouth as she stop sweeping. She felt so irritated with herself. Why couldn’t she stop thinking about him? It was her choice to leave him and yet she was wanting to return to her Lord’s side. She could had just stayed in the castle and work things out but because she wasn’t thinking right, regrets filled her.

She then exhales another breath of air but this time more gentle. “I miss him…” she could finally say those words out loud. The tears brimmed against her eyes but she quickly blinked them away.

“Really? Because I miss you too.” That familiar deep voice was enough to let her know who it had belonged to. Her eyes widened, the tears threatening to fall out any second but she held them in. She slowly turns around, afraid it was a an imagination, her mind playing tricks on her. But the moment she saw him, she knew it was all too real, the tears finally brushing down against her cheeks and hanging from her chin, dripping down slowly.

“Lord…Masa…mune…” she softly spoke his name. Her legs hesitantly takes a step forward.

“You should know, if you come any closer, I’m never letting you go again.” Those words were enough to make her run into her Lord’s arms.

“I don’t care. Please, never let go of me,” she begged as her arms grips the back of Masamune tightly. Masamune embraces her with the same strength, maybe stronger because of his masculine body. They both slowly breath in the familiar scent of one another, savoring the moment of returning to each other’s arms once again.

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I found out today that I’m being let go because of budget cuts.

Please pray that the Lord provides a job for me really soon. I’m very worried and also very upset lol

sigh sigh sigh

Epic Movie (Re)Watch #198 - The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring

Spoilers Below

Have I seen it before: Yes

Did I like it then: Yes.

Do I remember it: Yes.

Did I see it in theaters: No.

Format: Blu-ray

1) The prologue.

The studio originally wanted to cut the prologue, but I’m glad they didn’t because it works REALLY well at establishing the world and lore of Middle Earth moving forward. I’m someone who has never read any of the books, so my only experience with this world IS the movies. And the prologue works not only to set up the intense backstory of this story, it also sets up the ring as a character all its own. But more on that later.

2) Ian McKellen as Gandalf.

Originally posted by stiilesstilinski

McKellen was nominated for an Oscar because of his performance in this film (but oddly not because of the sequels, even though the performance loses none of what makes it special). This trilogy has a number of stand out cast members in it and McKellen is one of them. He is able to fully embrace all of Gandalf’s qualities. He is wise, occasionally angry, has immense patience but does lose it at times, and just has this massive beating heart. The way he interacts with the other characters - namely Frodo and Bilbo - shows just how important he is to them. You get invested in him and their relationships. It’s an absolutely wonderful role.

3) The Shire.

Originally posted by tlotrgifs

The trilogy is able to consistently portray a song sense of place across Middle Earth, so it is important that The Shire starts the trend. Through production design, writing, character, and even music (Howard Shore’s score plays an incredible part in all three films), there is a true sense of peace to The Shire. It feels like home, the one place which is untouched by the darkness which spreads through Middle Earth (in the films at least). And creating such a sense of safety which the audience then leaves from makes the following conflict all the more intense.

4) According to IMDb:

Gandalf’s painful encounter with a ceiling beam in Bilbo’s hobbit-hole was not in the script. Sir Ian McKellen banged his forehead against the beam accidentally. Peter Jackson thought McKellen did a great job “acting through” the mistake, and kept it in.

5) Ian Holm as Bilbo Baggins

Originally posted by tolkienandholmes

Upon first meeting Bilbo you understand the warmth that lies beneath him, but the jadedness is what comes through strongest. He’s fed up with the simple living of The Shire, of the proper hobbits, and he longs for adventure. It’s a feeling I think most people have had at least once in their lives and it gets you invested in the character. Holm is a great character actor and does as fine a job here as he did in, say, Alien or The Fifth Element. You understand upon meeting him how important he is to Frodo, Gandalf, the story even, and he’s memorable even with minimal screen time (although minimal screen time in a trilogy of films all around three hours long is still a fair amount of screen time).

6) Elijah Wood as Frodo.

Originally posted by birdintheuniverse

Frodo is really the main hero of this journey. He’s the one who carries the titular thing and definitely the one who goes through the biggest change from beginning to end (which is saying something considering some of the character development in these films). In this film, Wood is able to play Frodo with an incredible amount of warmth in him. You understand that he is a good person who is happy, but he forsakes that happiness to do the right thing (taking the ring to destroy it). Wood plays Frodo’s progressing grief and (in future films) descent into madness absolutely incredibly. You have to believe him through ever emotionally state and Wood performs in a way where you do.

7) This is a great representation of Gandalf’s complexities as a character.

Gandalf [after Bilbo accuses him of wanting the steal the ring]: “Bilbo Baggins! Do not take me for some conjurer of cheap tricks! I am not trying to rob you! [Calmer now] I am trying to help you.”

Don’t mess with Gandalf. He may act kind to his friends, those he holds in good standing, but if you piss him off he will get so mad the room literally darkness around him. Juxtaposing this threatening anger with deep compassion for his friend is a great way of showing the audience just who the grey wizard is.

8) The trilogy deals with tone shifts REALLY well, to the point where you don’t even realize that there is a shift. But we are able to move from light happy Shire territory to dark evil “one true ring” territory effortlessly. I dig that.

9) I had a whole conversation with @theforceisstronginthegirl WHILE I WAS WATCHING THE MOVIE to figure this out. Because, besides invisibility, I didn’t really understand what the ring DID. I knew it worked as a horcrux which could bring Sauron back, but besides that? Now I understand the ring is more representative of the temptation of evil. There is power in evil. The power to influence, even the power itself is tempting. And the ring represents this. That works really well, I think. Better than - say - giving you superpowers through an evil ring.

Originally posted by shallowsprings

10) Sean Astin as Samwise Gamgee.

Originally posted by tlotrgifs

While Frodo does start very grounded, the ring does end up effecting him in many ways. Not Sam though. Sam is consistently good and human throughout all three films, always doing the right thing, always having the best intentions for his friends in mind. The Fellowship needed Sam for the same reason the films do and that is because he is the heart of both. He’s the small town hobbit who has no aspirations for pride or adventure, only to do the right thing. And he stays this way from beginning to end. He is a good man and, in many ways, Frodo’s rock throughout the journey to Mordor. Sean Astin plays Sam just brilliantly, taking any sense of ego out of the performance and just letting Sam breathe as a character. He’s absolutely wonderful and has a great connection with Elijah Wood’s Frodo, helping you get invested in that relationship also. All in all, Sam is just great.

10.1) Yes, I ship Sam and Frodo. Not in a way where I’m like, “I’m so mad they didn’t get together in the end!” But like in a way where I understand how deep their relationship is already and can easily see them being with each other.

11) Christopher Lee as Saruman

Originally posted by dailytolkien

Even before we learn he’s evil, Saruman is a dick. Calling Gandalf stupid and referring to Hobbits as “half-lings”. Lee is able to make the white wizard absolutely chilling and threatening, a guy you know you don’t want to mess with from moment one. Lee actually knew author JRR Tolkein and I believe had hoped to play Gandalf. Even though he didn’t, he still read the novels once a year every year until his passing. So he brings a lot of respect and understanding to the part which shows through. While Lee has always been a great villain actor, he’s almost chameleonic as Saruman I think. He knows the character inside and out; his motivations, how far he’ll really go, and that makes for a wonderful performance.

12) Merry and Pippin.

Originally posted by ghisborne

Portrayed by Dominic Monaghan and Billy Boyd respectively, both films characters go through a wonderful transformation in films two and three. However, this is a post about Fellowship, and in Fellowship we get a strong sense of who these characters are in the beginning (making their future development all the stronger). They are used for a lot of comedic relief in the film and are very good at it. Each of the Hobbits brings their own brand of warmth and heart to the first film, with this duo being no different. Each actor is great in their part and plays off the other incredibly well. Merry and Pippin are a set, they’re linked. And you understand the strength of that bond right away.

13) The Black Riders.

Originally posted by canaduuuh

These movies do an excellent job with their monsters/villains. The Black Riders are a great representation of that. Their design is wicked strong and immediately threatening, playing upon classic fears of the unknown as they are literally shrouded in darkness. Every time they appear on screen there is an immediate feeling of threat. They’re just freaking awesome.

14) Hey look, it’s director Peter Jackson!

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15) Viggo Mortensen as Aragorn

Originally posted by tlotrgifs

Probably my favorite character in THIS film (Éowyn is my favorite character in the whole trilogy, but she’s not in this movie), Viggo Mortensen is crazy strong as the mysterious ranger. He reportedly was so in character during filming that director Peter Jackson referred to him as “Aragorn” for over half an hour without him realizing it. He has the grizzled rogue thing down but without the irresponsibility which can be attributed with the characters. There is this clear sense of both duty, grief, fear, and even shame for his ancestors which are always at conflict with each other that makes the character WILDLY interesting. Honestly, he’s just really freaking good in the part.

16) Ah, to eat like a hobbit.

Aragorn: “Gentlemen, we do not stop ’til nightfall.”

Pippin: “What about breakfast?”

Aragorn: “You’ve already had it.”

Pippin: “We’ve had one, yes. But what about second breakfast?”

[Aragorn just walks away]

Merry: “I don’t think he knows about second breakfast, Pip.”

Pippin: “What about elevensies? Luncheons? Afternoon tea? Dinner? Supper?”

17) One thing I like in this film that was unfortunately lost in The Hobbit films is the reliance on practical creature makeup. ESPECIALLY with the Orcs. I could theoretically walk down the street and see an Orc because it was actors in REALLY elaborate makeup. They felt real, grounded, even though they’re fantasy creatures. In prefer that to CG.

18) Holy shit, I just realized that these are the trolls from The Hobbit.

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19) Liv Tyler as Arwen

Originally posted by livtylerspam

Unfortunately, there are only three really significant female characters in the entire trilogy (Arwen, Galadriel, and Éowyn) and they never interact with each other. Fortunately, they’re all pretty awesome. You understand just how important she is from her very first frame. Like other elf actors like Hugo Weaving and Cate Blanchett, Tyler does a good job conveying Arwen as something a little more than human. A little more evolved. Although I wish Arwen did more in terms of fighting during the trilogy, the audience is made to understand that she is not only competent but dangerous. Her first moment in the film she puts a sword to Aragorn’s throat after sneaking up on him (ah, flirting) and she easily tricks the nine Ring Wraiths into a watery (if temporary) demise. I just wish we’d had more of her fighting or interacting with other women.

20) Much like The Shire, Rivendale has a palpable sense of peace and safety to it which relates to a strong sense of place. You get a taste for elf culture as the film allows the audience (and its characters) to slow down and get their wits about them.

21) Hugo Weaving as Elrond.

Weaving is a remarkably talented character actor who is great in this part. As mentioned before, he is able to make the elf leader seem a little more than human. A little wiser, a little more evolved. He is very controlled which suggests a great amount of power behind him. You understand his concerns, his fears, his love for his daughter, his duty to his people, all through Weaving’s performance. He is just really great in the part.

22) There is a strong immediate juxtaposition between the more ambitious Boromir and the cautious Aragorn in their very first scene with each other. They don’t even really talk to each other but you understand what makes them different IMMEDIATELY.

23) I really like Aragorn + Arwen because we understand that there is not only a deep love between them but a great respect. They see each other as equals and in their scenes together are consistently honest, respectful, and compassionate. It’s just a great relationship.

24) The Council of Elrond

This scene is just dripping with such juicy and interesting conflict. It is defined by such a unique culture clash between elves, men, and dwarves which escalated so wonderfully. All these different people with different ideologies and motivations fighting amongst themselves, including our first encounter with Gimli and Legolas’ blossoming fun conflict. It’s just awesome!

24.1) Ah yes, The Lord of the Memes.

Originally posted by lotrdaily

24.2) I could talk about why Frodo is such a great hero, why he’s the one who takes the ring, but instead I will refer you to this excellent meta that’s been going around Tumblr.

24.3) I love Elrond’s sass face when Sam shows up, then his look of utter surprise when Merry & Pippin show up to his super secret council meeting.

24.4) And finally.

Elrond: “You shall be the fellowship of the ring.”

25) The way Bilbo freaks out when the ring is once again so close to him, when that evil tempts him, is so telling of just how dark this item of power is.

Originally posted by diablito666

26) There are a number of small moments in this film which gets you invested in the group dynamic of the fellowship, making its dissolving at the end of the film all the more powerful. One of the earliest examples of this is when Boromir teaches Merry & Pippin how to handle swords before it devolves into a friendly row.

27) John Rhys Davies as Gimli

Originally posted by princelinglegolas

Davies is a character actor who is probably most well known for his role as Sallah in Raiders of the Lost Ark (outside of this film, that is). He blends wonderfully into the part of Gimli and I think is one of the most underrated actors in the film. Davies makes Gimli fun, gruff, occasionally heartbreaking (when he weeps over his cousin Balin) with an incredible fighting spirit that allows him to steal a number of scenes. He gets more room to shine in The Two Towers than this film, but that doesn’t mean he’s not consistently great.

28) The Mines of Moria.

Originally posted by themiddle-earth

As I’ve mentioned before, this film does well to convey a great sense of place in all of its locations. The Mines of Moria are no different. As soon as we enter this place we understand the danger which lurks here. It’s threatening and frightening, marking the Fellowship’s first great challenge. You know they’re not going to come through the other side unscathed.

29) I always liked this speech.

Gandalf [after Frodo says it’s a pity Bilbo didn’t kill Gollum]: “Pity? It was pity that stayed Bilbo’s hand. Many that live deserve death. Some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them, Frodo? Do not be too eager to deal out death in judgment. Even the very wise cannot see all ends. My heart tells me that Gollum has some part to play yet, for good or ill before this is over. The pity of Bilbo may rule the fate of many.”

30) Ah yes, the mine skirmish.

Originally posted by elderlycat

There’s a wicked sense of dangerous fun which marks this action sequence, which is potentially the best in the film. You get a sense of each character’s fighting spirit, with even the Hobbits jumping into battle passionately after they believe Frodo has been struck down. It’s just really entertaining.

31) The Bridge of Khazad Dum.

Originally posted by sabbathium

This is a scene of pure stakes. I was taught that if a character can leave a scene without being devastated, than the stakes are too low. That’s exactly what’s happening here. Gandalf can’t let the Balrog pass and destroy the quest and if the only way the Balrog doesn’t get what it wants is through death. This is why the scene is so iconic, because it’s so freaking simple. The creature design of the Balrog is absolutely amazing and Howard Shore’s score just packs a strong punch when Gandalf dies.

Because that’s the other memorable thing about this scene: Gandalf freaking dies. It’s absolutely heartbreaking even when you know it doesn’t take. This is partially because of Howard Shore’s score, but mostly because of the incredible performances the actors give while their characters grieve their departed friend. It’s just freaking great.

32) In continuing the film’s strong sense of place, the Elf Woods are very strong. There is something just a little bit off about it. It’s not the safe place Rivendale was but instead much more unsettling and mysterious. It’s otherworldly, just like its queen…

33) Cate Blanchett as Galadriel

Originally posted by tolkiensource

Cate Blanchett is - I think - the greatest actress around today. And her performance in this film is no less great, even if it is supporting. You understand her wisdom, her heart, but there is something dangerous about Gladriel that lurks just beneath the surface. You know you don’t want to get on her bad side even when all she’s doing is being kind to you. Blanchett is able to be all these things with the appearance of ease, which I think is what makes her so great. When you’re watching Cate Blanchett act, you don’t think, “Oh, that’s Cate Blanchett.” Instead, she fully immerses herself in the character and leaves any sense of ego out of it. I freaking love Cate Blanchett.

34) The moment where Boromir opens up to Aragorn is really strong for me. It’s a moment of great connection between the two, where Boromir is able to put his pride aside and actually communicate the insecurities he has. The fears. How he wants to be a great man, a great leader. And Aragorn doesn’t judge, doesn’t argue, he just listens. He makes it safe for Boromir to speak. I dig that.

35) I never got the whole “Frodo offers the ring to Galadriel and doesn’t rescind the offer when she’s obviously tempted” thing. Like every time I watch I’m just like…

Originally posted by mirkokosmos

“Frodo, put the ring back. Don’t let crazy Cate Blanchett have the ring.”

36) I’m reaching the end of the post, so I should talk about Orlando Bloom as Legolas.

Originally posted by avengers-of-mirkwood

As with the other elves I’ve mentioned, Bloom is able to make Legolas feel something a little more than human. However, he’s also the closest to human elf we’ve seen so far. There’s a bit more fear to him, he’s occasionally more brash, and just genuinely interesting. Legolas ends up having a great kinship with Gimli and is just a lot of fun to watch.

37) The scene where Boromir gives into temptation and tries to take the ring from Frodo is incredibly powerful. It largely shows how poisoning the evil of the ring is and how even good men can give into that weakness. But the fact that his last moments are regretful ones over his actions just makes his eventual death all the more heartbreaking, especially because he asks Aragorn for forgiveness.

38) The final fight with the orcs is a solid climax with some real consequences, organically splitting up the group for future installments. The action is well choreographed and fun, making the scene just genuinely interesting.

39) Ending the movie the way it does is great because it is based on one of the simplest and most important ideas in storytelling: choice. Frodo CHOSES to leave the Fellowship, Sam CHOOSES to swim after him even though he can’t swim (one of many reasons I kinda low-key ship these two). Their choices have consequences which effect the rest of the trilogy and just lets them both grow as characters. I love it.

Originally posted by middleearthsource


The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring is an incredible start to a great film trilogy. We are introduced to Middle Earth in a great way with incredibly strong performances marking the lengthy run time. There is a great sense of epic scale to it as well as great heart, leaving the audience with a memorable adventure that feels full even though there’s more to come. All in all, just a great film.

Exo hearing you call them daddy (version 1)

I didn’t know whether to do dirty smut or just kinda normal type thing so I’ve done both. So this is the first version of the more usual reaction. ^_^ enjoy!

Xiumin:

Could you say that again please baby?

Luhan:

*can’t believe that came out of your adorable kawaii mouth*

Kris:

This little angel has a bit of a devil in her doesn’t she

Suho:

*looks down and sees boner*

You have permission from daddy to say that again 

Lay:

hehe

Baekhyun:

*on the outside*

HAHAHAHA

*inside*

That is so hot I can’t

Chen:

YES MY BABY IS DIRTY HALLELUJAH PRAISE THE LORD 

Chanyeol:

Is this real life????

D.O:

*basically* 

Tao:

Did you just…damn 

Kai:

ok I’m ready lets go

Sehun:

I think I like this 

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~Love MJ  ღゝ◡╹)ノ♡

^gifs aren’t mine credit goes to owners^

Sonic Mary Sue Critique: Susan The Hedgehog

Okay…I’ve been itching to do this character for a LONG time..So, without further adieu, LET US BEGIN!!

Character:

Critique Starts Here:

General Info:

  • Full Name: Princess Susanne Gaia the Hedgehog
  • Name: Susan (prenounce as Suzan)
  • Nicknames: Suzany-chan  -  Suzy
  • Species: Hedgehog
  • Gender: ♀
  • Age: 25
  • D.O.B.: 18 - August - 1939  (50 years frozen by humanity)
  • Height: 180 centimeter
  • Weight: 52 Kilo

                                                        Oh how lovely…Another princess, just what we needed….Seriously though, the princess title is getting over used and cliche. Secondly..This character’s appearance just reeks of overly sexual self insert fuck toy..Classic sue traits people…Overly classic sue traits..Also..Why the fuck does she look like a Sonadow child? The color scheme makes my eyes bleed it’s quite obvious that she was trying to hard. Tone down the colors and stick with TWO COLORS! Also..For fucks sake, fix those quills, it looks highly uneven and makes her body unporportioned in comparison. But..Then again..This is a sue…I should be expecting this shit by now.. 

                                                        Home Info:

                                                        • Birth Place: Twilight Cage Voxai Colony
                                                        • Residence: Gaia Villa
                                                        • Kingdom: Dark Gaia Kingdom

                                                                    So…Is that all? No description of her kingdom or even where in the world this place is..? This is one of my main pet peeves when someone tries to make a bio. If you’re going to have your character come from a different part of this universe, otherwise known as Mobius since this is the Sonic fandom, then for the love of Christ, PLEASE GIVE DETAILS! Where is this place? What’s it like? Why isn’t she there anymore? How does this place intertwine with the Sonic universe?! Not having an answer for these questions literally shows that you haven’t actually put the time or effort into your character’s backstory!

                                                                    Attacks:

                                                                    • Gaia Drill: When spinning from high in the air fast, she marked a drill shape with darkness aura drilling through the enemies, stunning them or either drilling down the ground to escape.
                                                                    • Gaia Blast: Charges up her darkness energy from the darkest sides of Gaia Hell’s domain making her use it in 4 different ways of attack;
                                                                    • BLAST TYPE 1 Fires a huge blast from her arms or firsts at the enemies faces depending on where the are.
                                                                    • BLAST TYPE 2 Swirling the blast up high mixing/swirling Dark fire/electric high up in the air.
                                                                    • BLAST TYPE 3 Fires the blast from underneath her hover boots/heels shaking the ground making enemies hit they’re feet or stun them underground.
                                                                    • BLAST COMBO There’s only one ultimate combo, using all the blast types at once will cause Susan to faint after using them all at once. When being lucky she will just barely stand up being exhausted after using.
                                                                    • Gaia Spear: Firing 2 different type of spears depending on how being used;
                                                                    • SPEAR TYPE 1 Regular firing many spears when swinging her arm from the left to the right (depending on which arm being swing with)
                                                                    • SPEAR TYPE 2 When spinning a whole round (or a few times) firing spears in any direction small and big.
                                                                    • Gaia Flamethrower: Charges the darkest flames from hell in her left palm, when dashing to the enemy she fires the flamethrower. The attack will get bigger/powerful when dashing faster forward.
                                                                    • Gaia Thunder:: !! Only used when low on health/feeling furious !!
                                                                    • Simple charges electrifying dark energy in her left palm, making herself ready (powering up) to unleash a huge thunder storm. Only hits enemies, no innocent creatures.
                                                                    • Frozen Dark: Summoning dark crystals from the ground hiting through the enemy will make them freeze for a couple of seconds.
                                                                    • Dark Sorrow: !! Only used when memories take over her mind deeply !!
                                                                    • One a memory got remembered or shower in her mind she’ll feel weaker by attack all cause of the sorrow. Ghost drops will fall as tiny snowflakes on the enemy, making them badly poisoned.
                                                                    • Dark Shield: When being weak, with one swing she creates a shield in front of her lasting for a couple of minutes.
                                                                    • Dark Boll: When being low on health a dark shield in the form of a boll surrounds her whole self, when being slightly health up the boll disappears automatically.
                                                                    • Gaia Melody:: Sings the song of her Mother in the Lake of Harmony to heal herself up when being teleported by Gaia Hell to the lake itself.
                                                                    • Chaos Madness: !! This form will happen uncontrolled !!
                                                                    • When she’s angry for a reason of her memory her eyes will be bloody red as Shadow’s ones. Their connected, when Susan became this Shadow’s eyes will become blue likes hers. They’ve kinda change of personality of each other cause their connected.

                                                                                                                                                    Well whoopie-dangle-doo, you have an over powered sue! Well, at least I think she is..But oh well~ Now, my biggest question is what in the world her type is? Is she speed, power, or flight? If she’s apart of an actual team, then what is she? Better yet..Why does she have all of these powers? I don’t care if it’s because she’s a princess, but for fucks sake, please explain this shit. Secondly, why the hell does aura powers or even “hell” powers have anything to do with Sonic? Also, why does she have so many powers? This is starting to turn into some anime shit right up in here y’all. Time and time again I’ve said this, DO NOT MIX ANIME WITH CARTOONS OR ANYTHING THAT ISN’T EVEN ANIME RELATED! You know what, she isn’t even a hedgehog at this point..She’s you’re basic demon girl chick. Yep, I solved the problem! But seriously, if you want your oc to be more well balanced and realistic for this universe, actually tone down the OPness level and give her powers and abilities that are actually seen with the hedgehog mobians.

                                                                                                                                                    Items & Weapons:

                                                                                                                                                    • Purple Chaos Emerald: Contains her darkness powers to power up. When stolen she needs to charge up from gaia Hell and her own life.
                                                                                                                                                    • Mate: Her trustful kitten/pet can transform in any weapon and transportation when having it in her data base (sort of works like a robot with memory and such)

                                                                                                                                                    Abbilities & Aptitude:

                                                                                                                                                    • Speed
                                                                                                                                                    • Teleport
                                                                                                                                                    • Cute Charm: Without knowing herself males get attracted toward her of her body shape, sometimes she takes advance of it to attack/kill her enemies easily when needed.
                                                                                                                                                    • Mate Change:: Commending her pet Mate to change in any weapon or transportation when ordered.
                                                                                                                                                    • She might look sexy from the outside once seeing her for the first time, but when she went on adventure she was pretty cocky, stubborn, selfish and is often better off on her own. Serious most of the time and likes exploring creepy and mysterious places through her adventure.Takes the fights against enemies or rivals to serious and can’t concentrate on her deference being a weak girl with high attack. But charging her attack up will also take a while so she often runs off just to charge it up.
                                                                                                                                                    • When being at school and all (after her adventure and being home at last) she became shy, silent and afraid toward/off everything. Could barely trust anyone to be with and all.
                                                                                                                                                    • Being adult she became more seductive toward her husband and being all warmhearted toward people and is always glad to help anyone out when needed. Like a real mother.

                                                                                                                                                                                Good lord please stop! I’m not even halfway done with this shit and it just keeps getting worse! Enough with the fucking hell shit and enough with the overly sexual shit! Seriously man, “cute charm”?! That’s just basically saying all males will fall in love with her instantly..And guess what folks, a female oc who has all the men falling for her like she’s the most desirable piece of ass on the planet is just a sue move. Let me make this clear, not ALL men are going to want to tap that. No one wants a hoe, unless you just want an easy fuck. Secondly, since when in the Sonic universe has a “pet” transformed into a weapon like we’re in Soul Eater? Once again, SONIC IS NOT AN ANIME! Stop trying so hard to portray it like that and just move on!

                                                                                                                                                                                Also…When the fuck did Chaos Emeralds have elemental powers or anything? I swear to God you’re just making this shit up now. Chaos Emeralds have no relation to elements, they’re only used for the whole Choas Control form. Does this bitch have Chaos Control, no, no she doesn’t. Let me make this clear, THIS HEDGEHOG HAS NO REAL POWER WHAT SO EVER! Stop trying to make her a bad ass!! She isn’t nor will she ever be a bad ass, powerful, female.

                                                                                                                                                                                Weakness:

                                                                                                                                                                                • Defense is very weak even too weak that she can easily lost her charged up power from a single attack when playing smart.
                                                                                                                                                                                • Flirting males will make her nervous, not knowing what to say something useful.
                                                                                                                                                                                • People who use and bully her cause of how her looks will make her angry and pissed or in her school years shy and afraid.
                                                                                                                                                                                • Saying negative things about her can make her cry and hate you.

                                                                                                                                                                                Personal Facts:

                                                                                                                                                                                • Greatest Friends: Lucy the Hedgehog, Polina-Points the Hedgewolf and MANY others (most of her friends of my friends FC’s on DA)
                                                                                                                                                                                • Rivals: Sarrah the Hedgehog Was first a trustful teammate but later on knowing Susan’s past friend Shadow Sarrah always wanted to steal Shadow just for Susan’s misery to suffer.
                                                                                                                                                                                • Scourge the Hedgehog Almost married her by force of her aunt (fake mother) and wanting to make her his sexual slave for life. Always tried to kidnap and steal her from Shadow which cost troubles for both of them.
                                                                                                                                                                                • Sunder the Hedgehog Susan’s own Gender Bender clone in his own personality and all, flirting with Susan all the time and showing off on how important he COULD be for her. Consider she isn’t interested in him he always tries everything he can to get her.
                                                                                                                                                                                • Enemies: Sue the Hedgehog Susan anti self looking sexual nude dressed just to show off how sexy and all she is. Wanting to make Susan jealous of her small her breasts are compared to Susan. But having a bigger butt trying to tease Shadow consider he’s a butt lover (but he doesn’t like THAT big butts)
                                                                                                                                                                                • Mephyjana the Dark Hedgehog Susan’s shadow side kind of like Mephiles. She always tried to tear the relation of Susan and Shadow apart into suffering sorrow but always fails.

                                                                                                                                                                                                        Can I just say that I’m seriously thankful that I’m almost done?

                                                                                                                                                                                                        So what we now have here is a sue who other characters are jealous over…and she’s just like Mephiles, well, has Mephile’s abilities or whatever…How “original”…Yeah, just no. Look, being paired with Shadow is overly basic, but what tops it off is that you have a chick whose jealous because she’s with Shadow, the anti-sonic who wants to steal her away, and her genderbent self who wants to tap that…Really…Just..REALLY? Your character is not all that, she is not the most desirable thing on Mobius. You’re continually proving that she is, and will be labeled as a MARY SUE! I literally question if there’s even an ounce of hope in saving this character. If you want this character be well balanced and liked, no, not lusted after or liked because she’s only tits and ass, then change it to where she’s RELATEABLE.

                                                                                                                                                                                                        Likes:

                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Shadow
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Silver
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • her children and family
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Candy with sugar
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Waffles
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Pancakes with syrup
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Vanilla milkshake
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Playing games/video games
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Reading interesting books
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Drawing
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Dark colors (Black, Purple, Blue and bloody Red are her most FAV ones)
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Different kinds of Sports
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Swimming
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Cooking
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Dressing up sexy like for Shadow
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Taking walks in the park
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Nature
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Music
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Singing
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Watching movies of her likes (fantasy ones mostly with a great story-line)

                                                                                                                                                                                                        Dislikes:

                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Being princess (she doesn’t feel like one after going through an adventure like that)
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Haters
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • People who beg
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Horror/scary movies
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Classic music
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Working (job wise)
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • The color pink (not dark pink)
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Deciding from different options
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Coffee
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Accepting money from others
                                                                                                                                                                                                        • Getting expensive gifts or gift in general (she likes getting gifts but she doesn’t feel good when someone spends so much money on such gift for her and barely accepts them cause she’s happy with the person himself, Shadow)

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Overly basic character with the most basic information…Moving on before I shoot myself from the sheer torture of this basic bitch.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Hobbies & Talent:

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    • Drawing: She’s pretty good with digital drawing, editing and designing on her computer. Often falls asleep through late night when working so hard.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    • Singing: Sings all different kinds of songs, mostly like singing a lullaby for her children.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    • Cooking: Had trouble cooking with her own bare hands but after Shadow taught her how to cook like that she loves cooking for her husband like most woman do.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    • Transforming: With the smallest drop of water she can create anything, objects and food mostly.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    • Stripping: ONLY for her lovers Shadow and Silver further she’s shy doing it for them also at some points.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Holy fuck bunnies, stripping…STRIPPING!? ISN’T THIS SUPPOSED TO BE A PG UNIVERSE!? WHEN THE FUCK DID SONIC BECOME A SEXUAL CARTOON SERIES!? Just…My god. She’s BASIC, BASIC!! And where the fuck did transforming come from? You’re not a water bender, you’re not a water elemental, nor are you a magic user. Stop trying so hard to make your character likable and perfect. It’s becoming more pathetic and painful to read and do this. Also…Seriously….Two lovers…TWO LOVERS..Now you’re really just a hoe. I get people who want to have poly-romantic relationships..But for fucks sake, you just make it seem like she was created for sex, nothing more, nothing less. If you’re that much of a horny bastard, then go take care of that and leave the Sonic fandom alone!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Personalities:

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    • Cute
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    • Seductive
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    • Stubborn
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    • Low temper
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    • Helpful
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    • Kindhearted
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    • Anti-hero
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    • Serious
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    • Clumsy
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    • Mood swinger
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    • Emotional sensitive

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                I seriously wish I could take back all the time I’ve spent on doing this…Seductive, anti-hero, overly emotional, cute, blah blah blah..How the hell is this bitch an “anti-hero”? You do realize the “anti-hero” isn’t some overly kind and submissive bitch right? If she was an ACTUAL anti-hero she would be more dominant wouldn’t try so hard to be liked..Seriously, she’s not an anti-hero, nor is she a hero..She’s…I don’t know what she is, but it’s something. I don’t even have the brain cells to actually continue with this…

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Done! I’m DONE!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Closer

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                I know you’ve done a Gerard vampire request, but i was hoping i could request a vampire Frank one? But his approach is completely different to Gerard’s and Y/N almost has to beg him to do it because he’s so freaked out about doing it? ___________________________________

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                You’re watching Frank use his laptop from across the room. You have a book in your hands but you’re not reading it anymore. All your attention is on Frank as you inconspicuously watch his small movements. While he looks absolutely normal on the surface, you obviously knew a little better. You know that the opaque plastic Starbucks cup that he was sipping out of does not contain coffee, but human blood.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                It is not the cup that has you transfixed though, or the thought of its content. What has you staring is the look on Frank’s face as he types and scrolls away on his laptop. Every time he took a drink out of the plastic, also opaque straw, a look of pure contentedness crosses his features.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                His brow furrows just the slightest bit as he takes a few gulps out of the straw, and his eyes darken significantly. You focus on his Adam’s apple, which moves with each swallow, and you can imagine the thick liquid that must be going down his throat. After drinking, he lets out a happy sigh and continues on his computer.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                If only Frank would drink your blood. He was strongly opposed to the idea, afraid that he would somehow hurt you. But the pleasured look on his face as you watch him drink forces any doubts out of your mind. You want him to enjoy you. You want to be the reason for that unique look on his face. You want to be the reason behind his darkened eyes and dilated pupils.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Waiting outside the back of the hospital in Frank’s car is a bit tedious for you. The two of you were waiting for what you called one of Frank’s “inside guys”. In reality Frank just had a friend in the medical field who knew about his affliction, and volunteered to help get him blood. You didn’t know all the technical details of it, but Frank was eternally grateful.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                You’re stirred from your jumbled thoughts as you see someone walking towards the vehicle.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “Hey Hayley!” Frank greets her.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “Hey Frank! I’m in a bit of a rush at the moment so I can’t stay and chat, but here you go.” The nurse, Hayley, hands Frank an ice cooler chest through his rolled down window.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “Thanks so much again Hayley.” Frank takes the cooler thankfully and sets it down in the back seat quickly.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “No problem Frank. I’ve gotta go, so see you later! Have a good one!” They exchange goodbyes and Frank begins to drive home. He’s at ease, but you’re the opposite. You knew he wouldn’t be happy with the subject you were about to bring up.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “Do you ever wonder exactly how Hayley gets the… stuff for you Frank? I bet it must be a hassle…” You begin gently.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “Oh, Hayley doesn’t mind babe. It’s not as hard as you’d think, actually.” He answers assuringly.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “Hm.” You hum in acknowledgement and stay silent for a few seconds before speaking again. “You know what could be a lot easier?”

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Frank’s hands immediately tense on the steering wheel.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “What might that be, (Y/N)?” He asks tersely.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                You hesitate a bit before choosing your words.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “You could always… try drinking from me.”

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                A silence falls between the two of you.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “You know the answer to that.” Frank tells you quietly after a bit. His tone is serious, and you don’t push the subject anymore, feeling a tad defeated.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                It had been a couple weeks since you’d last suggested the blood thing to Frank. You were currently sat on the living room couch, waiting for Frank to get home from work.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Hearing the door lock begin to click, you smile a bit when you realize Frank has arrived. Your smile is short lived as you see him open the door and stalk in with a sour look on his face.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “Frank?” You question worriedly.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “I’m sorry (Y/N) I’ve had a shit day. I just need a drink.” Frank answers in a tired and bothered tone. You know he’s referring to blood, not alcohol, and you turn back to the television to let him to his business. The sound of the fridge opening and closing is followed by a loud “Fuck!” from Frank. Dear lord what now?

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Frank hurries out of the kitchen and goes to grab his keys. “I’ll be back babe. We’re out of blood. I’m going to stop by the hospital real quick and-”

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “Wait Frank!” You almost yell, stopping him before he reaches the door.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “(Y/N) I really need a drink. I’ll be back quick, ok?” He assures you quickly, continuing to the door.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “No no Frank wait please!” You quickly get up from the couch and walk towards him. This is my chance. Frank looks at you questioningly. “Drink from me.” You tell him bluntly and boldly. His eyes widen.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “(Y/N) you already know-”

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “Frank! Please, I want you to. I know you’re afraid of hurting me or something, but please Frankie. You really need blood, we have no blood bags, and I’m standing right here offering. I want to do this Frankie.” You look him in his hazel eyes pleadingly, and he looks conflicted.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “(Y/N), please.” He begs quietly.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “Frank.” Moving closer to him, you cup his cheek and press your lips against his. When you pull away, his eyes have softened.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “(Y/N), you need to tell me if you want me to stop at any time.” Frank firmly whispers. A smile breaks across your face.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “Yeah totally Frank! I will! Ok well let’s do it I’m ready!” You prompt quickly before he changes his mind. This was finally happening.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Frank looks at you and bites his lip nervously. “Okay.” He whispers, seemingly only to himself. He eliminates the remaining space between the two of your bodies and curls one arm around your waist, placing the other one gently on your shoulder. His pretty hazel eyes look into yours sincerely before he leans down and presses a chaste kiss on your neck. You tilt your head back and close your eyes, relaxing yourself.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                You feel Frank’s mouth open and you feel his teeth against you, sharper than you expected. You take a deep breath, and he bites into your flesh. You clench your eyes tighter and hold back a whimper. You feel your blood beginning to flow out of you, and Frank suddenly let’s out a muffled groan. You try to remember how to breathe as the world falls around you. You feel as though you’re flying through space; you’re in complete bliss. You don’t even know where you are. The warmth flows through your body and the pain in your neck is nothing but a long ago memory. After what seems like forever though, the warmth suddenly begins to subside and the colors that were dancing behind your eyelids begin to fade.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “Frank,” you choke out. “Frankie.” You say again, a bit louder. It’s as though Frank is electrocuted when he hears your voice, and he jerks away. You look into his eyes, no longer hazel but darkened and glazed. His lips are a slight glossy red, and his cheeks, usually void of color, seem to be tinged pink. The glazed-over look in his eyes begins to subside.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “Ah shit (Y/N) are you okay?! Fuck did I-”

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “I’m okay Frankie.” You interrupt his panicked words. Relief washes over his features and he leans in and licks at your neck. You’re confused for a second before realizing he’s licking over your wound to stop the bleeding.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “Are you sure you’re okay (Y/N)?” Frank asks when he pulls back.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “Yes Frank, I’m fine. My legs feel a little bit wobbly but I’m really okay.” You smile reassuringly at him.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                He let’s out a deep breath and then smiles back at you. He takes your hand and gently guides you to your bedroom. He lays with you and you snuggle into his arms.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “That wasn’t so bad now was it?” You question him lightly, still a tad dazed.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “I guess you could say that.” He chuckles.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “Thank you Frank.”

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “No, thank you (Y/N).” He hesitates a bit before continuing. “You uh… you tasted really good.” He stutters out nervously.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “Why thank you Count Iero.” You say with a giggle. His nose crinkles up.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                “Don’t call me that!” He scolds lightheartedly. You laugh and his laughter follows.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                You look up into his eyes, which were brighter than usual and golden hazel once again.